Psalms 88:9-14

9My eyes have become weak because I am so sad. Lord, every day I call to you for help. I lift my hands up to you as I pray.

10Your great miracles do not help dead people! Dead people cannot get up and praise you! Selah.

11People in their graves cannot talk about your faithful love! In the world of death, they cannot say how faithful you are.

12In those dark places, they do not see your miracles. In that place where people forget everything, they cannot know about the good things that you do.

13But as for me, Lord, I call to you for help. Every morning I pray to you.

14Lord, why do you throw me out? Why do you turn away from me?